Y’all can judge me (I’m certainly a bit torn about it a little) but I’m up north with 2 friends, for a couple days. Cracked and broke social isolation for a bit - but the weather is nice and I was going stir crazy in the city. Maybe it’s not right, but being in nature has been amazing. There was even a little snow left: The lake as like a mirror yesterday: Drinking birch juice: And making weird branch art while my friends do actual useful repairs on the cabin: Also, I bought a camera that should arrive tomorrow, mostly funded by a generous friend of mine. I’m exited about Being able to film stuff again. I’m crazy lucky with the friends I have, how generous they are with their time and thoughts and how much they care for me. I think that’s part of why quarantine has been hard, I care about them too and not seeing people in person has been really tough. A few days ago, I woke up almost in tears, and I just remember my dream was about giving a long hug to a friend.
